“A mother's love is a blessing
No matter where you roam.
Keep her while you have her,
You'll miss her when she's gone"
-- Angela's Ashes.
Mum left Australia's winter to go to Ireland's summer. I cried when she arrived, I cried when she was here, I cried when she left.* For whatever reason she claims to have come here for, whether it was because she missed me (duh), was worried about me (perhaps), was scared about my spider bite incident (I'm ok), wanted to go on a vacation across the world (you know Sheelagh!), was craving a meal of native kangaroo and Australian shiraz (obviously), or just came to bring me out of Perth (most likely), I am grateful for all of the above and for the opportunity we had to experience Australia together. Maybe it wasn't on the cross-country train like I had imagine my Western Australia departure to be, and maybe it wasn't as touristy as it could have been and more about finding a new home for me (re: the 'most likely' reason above), I hope that she thinks it was as worthwhile as I appreciated and enjoyed her visit. Although I wish mum could have seen more of Australia, we did see a lot and the country is so unbelievably huge that it would have been impossible to see and do it all. I don't think she'll be back to see the life I've created in Melbourne (it's still in the works...) like she did in Perth, but who knows where this "australian adventure" will take me to.
Love you and thank you.
*i may or may not be crying right now.
Who's coming to visit me next???!!!!